First feeling of the day was - "I hate my body". Woke up freezing. Fever? Offcourse! Bluebird? Offcourse!

So I went out with Piffen and Niklas to the slopes. Couldn´t get my head together. All dizzy and my muscles felt like they had run a marathon during the night. Got some good shots of Piffen and Niklas so I hope the filmers back home are happy when we get back. Luckely I couldn´t ski today, so I guess I´ll get my shots somewhere around 2066.

Fu**ing sh**ty f***ed up body you can go to **ll.

As I said. Not my trip.

Niklas did good today and got his sw dub 1080. So did atleast 4 other riders.... again, lucky I can´t ski on a perfect day so I also can work on my new tricks.

I hope I wake up tommorrow feeling great and that it is the storm of the century outside... or if someone perhaps have stolen my skis... I guess something gotta happend because it seems like I can´t catch a break.

Screw this, I´m going to bed.

Fml.